I believe I am in a unique position to comment on this, given my situation.
I am, of course, married. My wife is Her Majesty, Katherine of Aragon, Queen of England. She has been a faithful, humble and devoted wife since my crowning, and has gifted me with my beloved daughter, Mary.
In bed, however, Katherine is not and has never been what one would call especially exciting. Since our nuptial night, she has ever insisted upon the extinguishing of all but the most necessary candles in the bedroom, and that we both be quite thoroughly enrobed by the bedclothes, if not also our nightgowns. Katherine will lay in the very centre of the bed, spread her legs dutifully, and lay quite still and passive while I... how does the phrase go? "fulfill my husbandly duties".
While my wife, the Queen, is not an unhandsome woman, and she is surely almost doting in her affection for me, there is nothing in the sexual aspect of our marriage to comment further upon.
In the meantime, and because of the aforementioned shortcomings in my marital bed, I very often enjoy the company of mistresses. It is a thing understood amongst the courts and courtiers of the world that we Princes, we men of great power and majesty, are rarely individuals content with the pleasures of a single mate. It is our privilege as rulers to have that which we desire.
More often than not, what this ruler desires is the pleasure of laying with one of Her Majesty's very lovely Ladies-in-Waiting. This, which I suppose would qualify in this context for "single sex", is without fail far more exciting and invigorating than that with my wife. My mistresses are younger, often far more beautiful and sometimes exotic in their appearance, and, I have found, most generous with their charms.
I have them in the middle of the day, atop the bedcovers or bent over a table or on a rug on the floor. We are naked as the day we were born, and fuck with a vitality and enthusiasm I would challenge any couples to compare to. Our sex is adventuresome and ever-changing. With my mistresses, I find new positions and new pleasures. There is always a new spot, or a new angle, or a new anything.
And, with a single exception, there are always new mistresses.
Which should prove interesting, and should certainly change my opinion of "married sex" once that single exception stops being my mistress and becomes my right and lawful wife. I cannot see our sex life regressing a whit.
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I am, of course, married. My wife is Her Majesty, Katherine of Aragon, Queen of England. She has been a faithful, humble and devoted wife since my crowning, and has gifted me with my beloved daughter, Mary.
In bed, however, Katherine is not and has never been what one would call especially exciting. Since our nuptial night, she has ever insisted upon the extinguishing of all but the most necessary candles in the bedroom, and that we both be quite thoroughly enrobed by the bedclothes, if not also our nightgowns. Katherine will lay in the very centre of the bed, spread her legs dutifully, and lay quite still and passive while I... how does the phrase go? "fulfill my husbandly duties".
While my wife, the Queen, is not an unhandsome woman, and she is surely almost doting in her affection for me, there is nothing in the sexual aspect of our marriage to comment further upon.
In the meantime, and because of the aforementioned shortcomings in my marital bed, I very often enjoy the company of mistresses. It is a thing understood amongst the courts and courtiers of the world that we Princes, we men of great power and majesty, are rarely individuals content with the pleasures of a single mate. It is our privilege as rulers to have that which we desire.
More often than not, what this ruler desires is the pleasure of laying with one of Her Majesty's very lovely Ladies-in-Waiting. This, which I suppose would qualify in this context for "single sex", is without fail far more exciting and invigorating than that with my wife. My mistresses are younger, often far more beautiful and sometimes exotic in their appearance, and, I have found, most generous with their charms.
I have them in the middle of the day, atop the bedcovers or bent over a table or on a rug on the floor. We are naked as the day we were born, and fuck with a vitality and enthusiasm I would challenge any couples to compare to. Our sex is adventuresome and ever-changing. With my mistresses, I find new positions and new pleasures. There is always a new spot, or a new angle, or a new anything.
And, with a single exception, there are always new mistresses.
Which should prove interesting, and should certainly change my opinion of "married sex" once that single exception stops being my mistress and becomes my right and lawful wife. I cannot see our sex life regressing a whit.
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